Love an Art

January 4, 2008
Love is but a queer art tangling with our emotions.
The Notions of a loved one's heart trickle away as we set apart.
The luxurious feeling of a special someone hide within my heart though loitering we set apart.
Sitting there I start to blunder of this mystic wonder.
Is the pain worth fighting for?
Or is it just a bore?
In the end I take a bend and throw myself once more to the door of this queer art, hanging forever above.
What's in store for me with love?

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